Chapter 153: Retreat

Hearing the Iron-Threaded Snake King actually speak with a human voice, Liu Feng could not help but experience a violent shock in his heart. For he understood that only mystical beasts that had reached the Rongyi Realm were capable of human speech.

At this moment, Liu Feng felt the attacks of the Iron-Threaded Snake King become even more ferocious and violent.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Liu Feng's attacks collided rapidly with the tail of the Iron-Threaded Snake King, continuously bursting forth with waves of violent power between them. The immense force blew nearby trees and mountain rocks flying in all directions, which then shattered mid-air.

"Boom!" Following yet another collision, Liu Feng felt the tail of the Iron-Threaded Snake King suddenly accelerate, and then a...

Both internal troubles and external threats had all been resolved. For a moment, I felt neither hatred nor regret in my heart, only a sense of fatigue. Once Lang Xianyu arrived, I formally submitted my resignation to him.

"Second Uncle, let me try," I interrupted. Although to this day I still did not have much understanding of these so-called spiritual cultivation matters, I knew that my soul was somewhat more sensitive than that of an ordinary person.

In this world, there are always people who are not afraid of death, or rather, whose brains are foolish enough to make them fearless. Thus, someone spoke up.

Yijing firmly believed that Miss Jiang's approach of acting like a "servant girl" was unviable; she had to... ahem.

"What good deeds your Guan family has committed and what kind of business you excel at, you know very well in your heart," Li Sen said.

Yechen was also utterly puzzled. Even if the master deliberately falsified his age, it could not possibly be written as twenty-two; probably no one would believe it.

Interpol suddenly appeared, especially Fire Pupil, who held a deep-seated hatred for Qin Gan. He suddenly sprang up, nimbly pulling out the firearm he carried, while Qin Gan showed not the slightest weakness, picking up his gun and taking cover by the door.

Under the moonlight, the other person's figure was somewhat indistinct, yet Oumuxiang could see it clearly; his eyesight and sensory perception had always been much stronger than those of ordinary people.

Damn it, should I go out or not? Should I? Fatty fell into a struggle. If he went out, he wouldn't get to hear the inside story, but if he didn't, would he be silenced later on?

Actually, if it were possible, Bai Jing simply did not want to use such a roundabout and slow method as dropping burning charcoal rocks.

"The time ratio is one to three hundred, which basically means one day equals one year in the outside world. This place is not bad. But Senior, I still don't want to go, because my soul weapon, All-Transforming, also possesses time acceleration. No matter where I go, I can enter it to cultivate." Hearing this, Yi Jianfeng shook his head and said.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Seeing that her mother had filled the large jewelry box and then walked over to another side to search for things, He Jingxuan was somewhat baffled.

Yet Chen Mu simply relied on the returning dart to easily finish off the low-health Diana, making Yasuo's Q strike empty air and causing Yasuo to wastefully auto-attack Diana the entire way.

However, as long as one is human, worldly desires are inevitable. Therefore, the cultivation of the Heartless Dao is even more arduous, and sometimes one even has to degrade oneself, treating the body merely as a skin-bag and a tool. Thus, unless forced by circumstances, no one would choose this path; fewer than ten percent of people in the Red Dust Sect truly practiced the Heartless Dao.

With a soft ripping sound, the giant silver dragon condensed from silver-white thunder fire once again spat out a mass of silver thunder fire, attacking the "Turtle Spirit Shield" deployed by Yi Jianfeng. The silver dragon then fiercely slammed into the "Turtle Spirit Shield," and immediately after, the towering thunder fire once again enveloped Yi Jianfeng, attempting to burn him into nothingness.

Having learned just about everything he wanted to know, Ban Ming did not ask anything further. However, the shock he received in his heart lingered for a long time, and because of the earth-shaking words spoken by Yang Yaren afterward, his mind remained tangled and conflicted.

Take divination, for instance. Placed in the era of the Conferment of the Gods, it was actually a very serious matter, and the methods were also varied.

Xiyu Xuanxuan was slightly stunned, and then discovered that the destination of the two of them this time turned out to be the Primordial Dragon Mountain located in the Eastern Domain. Immediately, Xiyu Xuanxuan could not help bursting into loud laughter.

There were about one million five or six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, fewer than forty thousand middle-grade spirit stones, and thirty-four high-grade spirit stones. Such a net worth was equivalent only to that of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator in Zhongzhou, though it was already considered quite good on continents like Hanhai and Fengyuan.